Category: Dark horse
Assorted reading
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The Doggma the Fool
Fling and flung, ring and run,Our missteps vex the arrogant sun.My words sing true for me, for you,Yet truth eludes woe but so few. Sand and sun, land and gun,We fight, we scrape, and always ache.We kill ourselves to fill our shelves,And miss the peace our souls forsake. Each grain we grasp, a truth we… Read more
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The Tragic Tale of the Nuclear Boy Scout: A Condemnation of Mediocrity and Society’s Blindness to Greatness
David Hahn, known as the “Nuclear Boy Scout,” was a figure of tragic contradiction: a young man whose brilliance should have made him a beacon of innovation, yet who instead became a cautionary tale about the cost of neglect and society’s inability to nurture extraordinary talent. Hahn’s story is not merely about a teenager tinkering… Read more
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Writing Prompt Workshop!
Want to be seen? Join my writing workshop. Send your piece to [email protected] with your work in the body of the email—no attachments will be opened. Here are the prompts: Write a scene capturing one of the following emotions. Keep it as brief as possible while making us feel it. Max word count: 1500. The… Read more
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Literary Deflation
Did You Know? It’s recommended to use subheadings to make articles easier to read. Yet for some writers, the very idea feels like spoon-feeding an intelligent audience. It’s as though simplicity, designed to engage, has become a constraint on expression. Write to Your Reader’s Level? A common piece of advice in writing is to “write… Read more
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Aboard Liberty Venture, June 2, 1792
My Dearest Abigail, The ink is scarcely dry upon the pages of our farewell, and yet, I find myself compelled to write to you with a fervor I cannot contain, as if by putting pen to parchment, I might bridge the vast and insurmountable distance between us. Though the sails have only begun to stretch… Read more
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Caging Ghosts and Freeing Souls: A Journey Through the Hippocampus
I know I authored a novel about a haunted house, but for me, the ghosts are in my mind. There are some truly terrifying parts of my mind that grab me as I walk past. They began manifesting later in life after I felt like I should be in the most control of my mind… Read more
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Up, Down, and Around
Sand Sand begats sand. A desert has no plan. It simply grows until simply nothing grows, The desert that grows in the shadow of my plan. A sea of burning sand, with waves that can only expand. Heavy little broken stones that no longer shimmer or shine. Mired by hope, forgotten by dreams. Shattered ambition… Read more
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Hurt Me Please Me
In joy we rise, in bliss we soar,But shadows creep where hearts adore.In pain we break, in tears we fall,Yet in that depth, we find it all Read more
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Abigail June 20, 1792
My Dearest Lion, As I read your words, my heart stirs with both longing and solace, for though the miles between us are many, your love reaches me as if no distance exists at all. Each night, I too feel the ache of your absence, and the cold that settles beside me is a reminder… Read more
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A letter written by Jonathan Lionwood July 9, 1792
The hours crawl as the night deepens, each moment a cruel thief, stealing from me the sight of your radiant form. How I long for thee, my love, to grace the sheets of our bed with the softness of your skin. Your Lion is restless, yearning to enfold you in an embrace that time itself… Read more
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Exploring Darkness: A Collection of Writing Samples
I’m excited to introduce a special spot on the blog where we’ll explore the heart of my stories—love letters from the characters and deep book lore that adds richness to their worlds. Whether you’re drawn to tender, heartfelt exchanges or fascinated by the hidden history behind the tales, this is where we’ll dive in together.… Read more